I used to be.
I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. … Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Love, dance and celebrate being alive.
Love, Dance and celebrate being alive. She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and perfect body. Tan legs I desired to caress the moment I saw her walk… Continue reading
Waiting by the wayside.
Waiting by the wayside. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts. Waiting by the wayside I was waiting by the wayside. Tried to figure… Continue reading
Like father.
Like father. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood of father flowed in my vein and I can see his face. Like father. When I look in the mirror. What do I see?… Continue reading
An empty book.
An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter. An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading
Blue eyes
Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved. … Continue reading
Coyote spirit
Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and… Continue reading
Father’s burden.
Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden.. (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading
My beautiful Beatrice.
My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life. My beautiful Beatrice.… Continue reading
Dreaming of you and Big Surf.
Dreaming of you and Big Surf (I tell the kids. Live before work steals your soul and dreams. Life need to be sweet pleasure and many journeys to find gifts of laughter and… Continue reading